“Jesus is Going to Hell”

So the little bastard who knocked my teeth in

decides to sit down and snack on the blessings

of my generous purse with shiny fork and spoon.

Thou shalt not steal but this devious soul has done

the bidding of his masters and brought shame to

the house of heaven from which he calls home.

Nothing I can do but sit and watch from afar as

he cuts his New York Strip from the bone and

forks a large piece between braced teeth and tongue.

He smiles with a mouth of metal and all I can think

is the redeeming thought that Jesus is going to hell.